Fantasy: Invincibility Begins with Copying Experience!
Chapter 835

Daoist Guiyi

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Qing Bingxia raised her eyebrows, feeling a little annoyed in her heart. The originally suppressed cultivation suddenly exploded, forming a terrifying aura that swept around.

Qing Bingxia After his cultivation broke out, he couldn't help but feel a little regretful. He was a much higher level than his opponent.

Even if she didn't unfold Dharma Aspect, Celestial Phenomenon Realm Eighth Level's cultivation level was not something the opponent could resist.

"Dang Dang Dang..."

On the competition stage, the sound of sword light hitting shields continued to sound.

At some point, Ji Wuchang had an extra shield in his hand, blocking all the sword lights that were rushing towards him.

His body kept retreating, and in just a moment, he retreated to the edge of the ring.

Just when everyone felt sorry for him, Ji Wuchang's body disappeared again and appeared behind Qing Bingxia.

"This person is so scary Movement Method, no worse than Yuan Ling's Carefree Movement Method!"

"Isn't that right? We just made a mistake and didn't expect that the other party would have such terrible means."

"Oh, the gap in cultivation is too big, otherwise, this would definitely be a battle between dragons and tigers!"

"This person is so young and has Dao Severing Realm Eighth Level cultivation. With this Movement Method, it goes without saying that there must be an expert behind him!"

There was a lot of discussion in the square. Many people said that Ji Wuchang was a person who insisted on one or two moves at most, but his face felt hot and he was slapped hard.

Thousands of feet away from the square, the ancestors of the six families, including Cao, Zhao, and Song, all appeared here. They were also looking at the competition platform at this moment.

"How do you feel about this kid? Could he be the one who escaped that day?"

Sun Household ancestor spoke slowly.

Ancestor Cao Household shook his head, and then said, "Probably not. Although this son Movement Method is a bit weird, there are traces to follow, and it cannot be hidden from Supreme's perception!"

"The man left without a sound that day, and we didn't notice at all."

"Besides, this person's age doesn't match up either."

"Besides, if it were you, after receiving the inheritance, would you still stay in Luohe City?"

When the other ancestors heard this, they couldn't help but nodded slightly with Shiwei.

"Forget it, let's take another look. Don't do it as a last resort. We don't need to break up with the Jiangshan Academy for the time being. After all, their strength is not comparable to ours!"

Zhao Family ancestor spoke, and everyone nodded at the same time.

On the competition stage at this moment, Qing Bingxia was speechless. She almost couldn't help but take action with all her strength.

A Dao Severing Realm Eighth Level actually fought with me for more than twenty moves, and I was completely unable to do anything to the opponent.

If this spreads out, people like Jiangshan Academy will probably die laughing.

But at this moment, Feng Yuanfu's body swayed and he appeared on the competition stage. When he looked at Ji Wuchang, his face was filled with admiration.

"Yes, if you pass, you can directly enter Jiangshan Academy!"

Ji Wuchang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this. It didn't feel good to be beaten passively. He preferred to take the initiative.

The shield in his hand had numerous cracks at this moment and was about to lose its hold.

This is a piece of Mid-Grade Spirit Weapon. It is a pity that it was destroyed here.

But I finally got through the trick, and I no longer have to worry about going to the Jiangshan Academy!

Qing Bingxia glanced at Ji Wuchang a little unwillingly, she was really angry.

She met two Movement Method amazing people in a row, and since she couldn't use her full strength, she felt like her hands were tied.

Ji Wuchang followed Feng Yuanfu to Qing Banshuang, clasped his fists and saluted him, and then stood aside.

Yuan Ling glanced at Ji Wuchang curiously. There was a special fighting spirit in her eyes. She really wanted to compete with Ji Wuchang!

Qing Banshuang nodded slightly to Ji Wuchang. She was also quite curious and didn't know what this person's true combat power was.

With the success of Ji Wuchang, the enthusiasm of everyone below was instantly ignited again.

Just kidding, a Dao Severing Realm Eighth Level person can succeed, there is no reason why they Celestial Phenomenon Realm strong people cannot succeed.

Therefore, many Celestial Phenomenon Realm people are eager to go up there and compete with Qing Bingxia.

On the ring, the competition was continuing, and a man named Celestial Phenomenon Realm Fifth Level took the lead.

He also learned Ji Wuchang and Yuan Ling to avoid the attack of Qing Bingxia.

As soon as Qing Bingxia saw the opponent dodge, his heart was instantly filled with anger, and the violent Sword Qi instantly filled the barrier of the competition platform.

With just three moves, the man screamed, Dharma Aspect was shattered, his shoulder was pierced by a sword, and blood spattered.

At the same time, countless sword lights stopped around the man, frightening him to the point where cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he immediately exited the competition stage.

The next few people were almost all strong Celestial Phenomenon Realm, but at most they could only hold on to five moves in the hands of Qing Bingxia.

At this moment, everyone's originally high emotions suddenly dropped.

It turns out that it is so difficult to pass.

At this moment, a young novice monk walked out of the crowd, holding a sweeping broom in his hand.

The young novice stepped onto the competition platform in one step, and a Celestial Phenomenon Realm Seventh Level pressure appeared on his body.

Feng Yuanfu was surprised when he saw this little novice. He naturally recognized this little novice. He was the disciple of that weirdo in Luo God Temple.

"Dean Feng, do you recognize this person?"

Qing Banshuang saw Feng Yuanfu acting strangely and asked quickly.

Feng Yuanfu Upon hearing this, he nodded quickly and explained the origin of this little novice monk. Then he glanced around with his soul, but did not see that person.

Qing Banshuang also quickly looked around, and the old dean told him to invite this old guy back.

But she was disappointed, the other party didn't appear here at all.

"Guiyi, please give me some advice!"

Guiyi spoke slowly. The runes on the broom in his hand surged and turned into a whisk.

On top of the whisk, there was a trace of regular power flowing, and it turned out to be a Supreme Weapon.

This scene surprised many people at the scene. Some of them also recognized Guiyi. After all, not many people dared to step into Luo God Temple, but those who entered would remember it deeply.

Luo God Temple's people are very strange. They all dress up as monks, but they call themselves Daoists.

There have been people who went to Luo God Temple to act wild, but without exception, they all died inexplicably, which made the monks have a natural fear of Luo God Temple.

Ji Wuchang is also looking at Guiyi at this moment, his Thousand Illusion Spirit Pupil is running, and his expression is gradually becoming serious.

This Guiyi is very extraordinary. There is a ball of gas in his body, like a scorching sun.

Normally speaking, only Supreme Realm masters can achieve this level of cultivation.

But Guiyi is just Celestial Phenomenon Realm Seventh Level and can reach this point. This shows that this person has extraordinary combat power.

He glanced at Qing Bingxia. If the two really faced off to the death, Qing Bingxia might not be Daoist Guiyi's opponent.

Qing Bingxia also felt the terrifying aura on Guiyi, and her expression instantly became serious. She knew she had met her opponent.

In her hand, a special long sword appeared. On the long sword, the power of rules also circulated. This was also a Supreme Weapon!

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